Transfem!readerxsevika fluff because someone asked for it
Sevi helping you with your e shot!
You had a huge fear of needles, ever since you were super little. Whenever you went to get a vaccination and they called you up, your throat felt like it closed up. Your heart raced and your sweat was ice.
For the first few months on e you’d stuck to gels, afraid that if you tried shots that you’d pass out before you could even get the needle in- or worse, pass out with the needle inside your flesh.
Sevi was beautiful, masculine and sexy. Her burly arms never hesitating to bundle you up and squeeze you until you could barely breathe. She was gentle, but her hands were rough and weathered from working in her car shop. You liked her softness as well as her hardness. You liked that she remembered the little things.
Sevi had heard you lament about how having shots would increase absorption night after night, seen how badly it impacted you when you didn’t see the changes you wanted so soon.
On the easier days, Sevi would coo at you and call you her pretty girl until your head went empty. On the hard days, she’d research any method she could find for better absorption without that little metal splinter.
One day you decided you’d have to just be brave for your own sake, sick of waiting for change. It had only been a couple months, but your patience had grown thin. You consulted with the doctor and went home with a bag and a medical trash bin.
As you set up a station on your bathroom counter, your fingers trembled. Sevi wasn’t quite home yet, and you had been inexplicably nervous to tell her what you were doing at the hospital that day. As you stared at the needles packaged up for you, bile swirled in your gut. Your breathing quickened, hand clutching at your agape mouth, tears prickling the corners of your eyes.
Running out the bathroom, you began to sob, curling into the bed on Sevi’s side. You smelt her sweat, her woody perfume and some ash dropped onto the sheets from smoking in bed and sighed. Sniffling, you drifted off.
“Baby? Babygirl are you okay?” Sevi huskily whispers, gently nudging you awake.
You rub your eyes and watch your fingers turn black, realising you must look like a wet raccoon. You laugh through your nose at that, then look up at her.
“I wanted to be brave,” you manage, nestling your chin against her shoulder as she pulls you close.
“And how’s that my sweet girl?”
“I picked up some shots today but.. I don’t know. Anxiety attack or something. I just wanted to try it to see if I could make some changes happen quicker.”
She pulls back, nodding, then goes to the bathroom.
She returns holding a needle, an alcohol wipe and the princess bandaids she always insists you wear. Your heart thumps in your chest, but from the moment she sits next to you, thighs just touching, the fear is squashed by the comfortability. You know your girl, and she’d never hurt you.
“In the tummy or the butt?” She asks, matter-of-factly, in her best professional doctor voice. You giggle and shake your head.
“Which would you prefer?” You ask coyly, smiling when her face heats up.
“Turn over,” she grumbles, making you wheeze.
She wipes a little section and tells you “deeeeep breath babygirl” and then a little pinch. It’s a weird feeling, the solution a little thick, but it’s over before you know it. Sevi stretches the pretty pink bandaid over the small cut, and presses kisses against your lower back.
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